Small (pictureskew it turns out) town on the west coast of scotland. Total pain in the rectum to get to from sunderland. Now I have to work out how to be so busy someone else has to return with the stuff after its fixed.
Interesting, and I'd never heard of it. And I'm quite relieved it's a genuine thing, was worried you had stuttery fingers.
Naturally it was me back to Oban. 5 hrs plus to come back (dodged rush hour), on twisty single carriageway roads and through glasgow, and the only hold up, was the A1, just past the metro centre. Ar##wipes!!!
Nathan. Have you got a favourite lady shaped life sized cushion. With all the correct holes? Do you smother it in whipped cream and nutella chocolate and sit and watch the twilight movies together. And whisper sweet nothings into her foam filled ears?
Am back! Due to a shortage of time, I had to spend the entire day helping a joiner. Am utterly crap at wood butchery, soul destroying. 6 ish hours in a pub we've done loads of work in and what were we offered - nowt - TW@TS! And - Have to do it again tomorrow!
